On Saturday I got a letter from the hospital telling me I have an appointment for an abdomen scan. This brought on a paroxysm of panic - what do they expect to find? Is there something they're not telling me? Then I remembered they said the last chemo affected my liver function - so it's probably that. Ironic after years of probably drinking more than the average RDA of alcohol, if it takes one dose of chemo to mess with my liver! Thankfully livers are resilient and repair themselves quickly.
Tomorrow I see the oncologist to discuss options for the next dose - originally planned for Wednesday but I think they will delay it by a week.
The scariest thing about the recent spell in hospital was that it brought me face-to-face with the end game of this disease. And although I remain optimistic that my prognosis after treatment is pretty good, it was still poignant and very sad to see such poorly people.
dear clare
ReplyDeletesleep well and i am sure your liver is able to cope with anything sweetie. and oscar is definately in agreement with me. good luck tomorrow and we are thinking about you loads xxxx love cruton and the dodge
Thinking of you, Clare.
ReplyDeleteAnd good old Oscar! The therapeutic properties of felines are awesome.